Bellatrix Lestrange captured Hermonie Granger during the battle of the Department of Mystery's. She is taken to Malfoy Manor to be held hostage for the summer, forcefully becoming one of their servants.
Before she knows it, things begin to start tak...
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"You do anything like that again, the cellar will be your permanent room from now on."
His statement came off with a rude snarl, I could tell it was the truth as I could hear the anger and irritation in his voice towards me.
It was clear that Malfoy was fed up with me more than anything right now, this caused me to keep my mouth shut.
Hanging my head, I could feel the water to continue to drip off me, I was shaking in the cool summer night as we moved across the yard. He stopped abruptly, causing me to almost run right into him as he was slowly turning around on his heels in the dirt, he had his hand in hand and held his free hand out to me.
"Hold your hands out, wrists facing me."
Sighing heavily to his demand, I readjusted myself feeling my hurt ankle becoming numb to the pain as I tried to get my balance.
Accepting any punishment, he was about to dish my way, I held my wrists out to him, seeing my bracelet loosely dangle as the runes stayed illuminating through the mud that was caked on it.
Malfoy then tapped both my wrists with his wand twice and before I could speak on the matter, my wrists clung to one another like magnets. The bracelet broke apart for a split second, reaching over and attaching itself to my other wrist and then pulled them together to create a newfound prison.
"Malfoy this is ridiculous! What are you doing?!"
Staring at him annoyed, he grabbed my shackled hands, pulling me up to him with a hurtful jerk as he I stumbled, squealing out in pain. Pulling my bound hands further up towards his chest, I could feel his agitated state as he held my face close to his.
"Look at me when I talk to you."
My head stayed turned away from him feeling his hot breath upon my neck, I was so mentally exhausted from being belittled by him.
"My blood status does not allow me to look at purebloods in the eye."
Without warning, Malfoy grabbed my face with his free hand, pinching my cheeks and forcing me to look at him.
"When has that ever stopped you from looking at me before? When I demand you to do something, you better fucking do it. I'm so sick of your shit tonight."
He squeezed my face, I looked him over as I felt his hand shaking from holding my bound hands up to his chest.
"Go to hell Malfoy."
A devilish smile grew across his face at my words, hi mouth became agape and shook his head with a small chuckle.
"I'm already here. You're just making it more fun."
I tried to bite my cheek, but he was squeezing my face way too hard. After a few uncomfortable moments of his unsettling stare, he finally decided to let me go as I stumbled back and moved my jaw around feeling it become bruised.
